The Grim Reaper Cometh

I don't care what anyone says, there's nothing dignifying in watching ones own body slowly begin to fall apart or not work right, teeth fall out, hair loss, hearing loss, slow loss of vision, anyone who says any of that is dignifying is insane or lying.

Here, we do not lie.

Death is a monster.

I think there's different levels or ranks of the grim reaper (to just go along with this theme)

In that for whatever reason, many of us, depending on our mood, ect will just start doing things that we know are detromental to our health and well being; such as drinking, doing drugs, bad diet, bad food, reckless behavior, and so forth.

And sometimes just have to snap self out of it.

Like "Hey, what the heck am I doing to self??'

And the older you get, outside of family, if lucky enough to have that, than the less people care about your wellbeing, especially these violent, street cruising, urban demonic types today, where on video they're seen just assaulting people at will, regardless of age.

But that's external, I'm talking internal forces, the mind, that sometime makes us do things we know we should not be doing to self, but do it anyways.

I drink, I know I shouldn't, I was at my healthiest zenith almost ever, a few months ago, I'd stopped drinking, but now drinking again...why?
Lonliness?, boredom?

I don't know, why do we engage in reckless behavior?...not just me, but many people do the same, everyone has their vice.

And when alone, there's no one to tell you to 'stop', so there comes a time where you have to tell yourself to 'stop', period, or else.

Sometimes I wonder if life is simply recess from 'hell'?



What if life is simply a temporary break from hell?

The dizzy sissy works this out for us through theater.